Friday, March 26, 2010

Poem: "R-rated"

“R-rated”

Be afraid when something laughs
near a bonfire
before the midnight ritual of
hanging gnomes has been
improperly conducted

Never slight a one-eyed jockey
in the shins
lest the transmission backfires
blinding you from the lovely shapes
dancing on the hood

Utter in whispers the last rumors you heard
about the corn spread
in dusty crop circles
depicting the return of
the despicable seaman

Waiting to take spaghetti noodles away
off the humps of weary camels
trying to pass through
the needle of playful smirking
ice caps.

Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo

Poem: "Brokeback Lusted"

“Brokeback Lusted”

I’m not looking to make it into Heaven tonight
she said with a knowing smile
I just want someone to warm me up
and rev up my idle engine tonight

I’m not looking to get into Hell at the moment
I just want a good time
she said with a sly wink as she slowly licked her lips
Lord knows that I’ve already got the Devil
between my thighs
if you’d just take the time to look up my skirt

If I give into desire right now
and we share a moment
of inevitable intersection
would you still want me enough

To remember my name in the morning after?

Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo

Poem: "The Last Beautiful Line"

“The Last Beautiful Line”

If you must go,
I ask only that you leave
a note
and use the front door
don’t bother looking back

If you must lie,
tell me that you never wanted me
and only watched in horror as
the wheels of deceit came crashing down

If you must dream,
let the oceans of your mind
envelop your restless heart
long enough to stifle the Indian summer

If you must die
allow me to write the words
of longing upon your heart
with my aching kiss and fervent touch
never to forget you
pouring over the last beautiful line
that was you.

Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo

Poem: "Into The Sinking"

“Into The Sinking”

HE:

The room spins
my head feels as
it’s about to explode
as I sit in this chair
words slither from the
cracks of my mind

It’s so different
everything unusually dull and tainted
since you left

SHE:

I’ve lost my way a bit
nothing’s come easy
since I found the courage to walk out that door
and not look back

I honestly don’t miss you
you were the one addiction
that I had to break
although I’d be a liar if I didn’t admit
that there were things about you
that I still desperately crave
Like the way your skin feels when you were pressed against me
the warmth and safety of your ever-present embrace
and the way you made my heart thud with each gasping breath
whenever we kissed

These small stolen moments with you shared
keep me up at night

HE:

I wish that we could go
to simpler times
when we’d share a laugh
a simple glance
a fleeting touch

Back then, that’s all it took for you and me
the fire that brought us together has faded
without you, everything seems a heavy burden
and I don’t believe I’ve paid the price

Enough for you to pull me out and save me
from  the sinking.

Copyright: 2010, by Raymund  Diaz Delizo

Poem: "Gathering Stones"

“Gathering Stones”


Thunder looming overhead
the springtime of my demise
draws nearer with each breath
to the point I can no longer bear it


The seething vantage point stares back
with hollow, crimson eyes
until the voice of despair
cackles with unbridled disdain

The world as I knew it is ending
as the grave calls to me in my unfit sleep
my arms grow weary from the fight
my strength is nothing now

So I smile and nod
and, without a single word,
gather stones to throw in into the storm
when my bright chasm is over.

Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo

Poem: "She Said"

“She Said”

She said
that she was tired of it all
was leaving everything behind
with nary a backward glance

It used to be so easy
to close her eyes
and dream of chasing the sunshine
in the middle of springtime
with everything in bloom

During the day
she visits his grave
and spends a few hours
in quiet conversation

She takes long walks now
her long hair blowing
wildly in the wind
as she smiles at
the people passing by

Then the night comes
with its silent allure
she lies in the bed
longing for his warmth
to return

If only she bid goodbye
before it was too late
for her heart
is past the break point.

Copyright:  2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo